Battle Through the Heavens: Obtaining the Extraction System from the Start

Xun Er went along with his words, her tone filled with complete trust in Xiao Ling.

"Showing a portion of your strength now would indeed relieve quite a bit of pressure. It would also save you and Cousin Xiao Yan from unnecessary trouble when you enter the Heavenly Tomb to cultivate later."

Xiao Ling chatted leisurely with Xun Er, utterly unconcerned by the gazes gathering around them. His expression was utterly relaxed.

Meanwhile, Gu Yao, whose eyes had been brimming with fighting spirit, saw Xiao Ling merely glance at him before withdrawing his gaze. It was obvious that Xiao Ling had not taken him seriously at all. The sharpness in his eyes faltered abruptly, and clear astonishment flashed across them.

Gu Yao could distinctly sense that although Xiao Ling's gaze had fallen on him, it carried an almost indifferent calm. There was no response to his fighting spirit, much less the gravity of regarding him as an opponent. It was as though he was no different from the ordinary guests in the square, with nothing special about him at all—completely beneath Xiao Ling's notice.

The feeling of being thoroughly ignored instantly twisted the fighting spirit in Gu Yao's chest into stifled fury.

His fingers clenched fiercely, his knuckles turning pale beneath his black-and-white hair. His gaze darkened abruptly, the earlier shock already replaced by anger. Even the killing aura around him seemed to churn with his emotions, becoming increasingly chilling.

Fine. Fine, Xiao Ling! he gritted out inwardly, his eyes fixed on Xiao Ling chatting with Xun Er, several traces of unwilling ruthlessness gleaming in their depths.

*Damn it, how dare you look down on me like this! Since you refuse to put me in your eyes, just wait! Soon, I'll show you that I haven't wasted these years! Since